Woorden: Unearth. the March. Cutman.

Clenched fist, hot blooded
Make no mistake these eyes have seen what drives the blind
I need a cutman to bleed these angry eyes

Hallowed are those, they pay no price
Ruins abound these pawns of sacrifice
Bleed away, bleed away, bleed away

I recognize where the allegiance lies
It's cut in stone
Now I bleed these angry eyes

Please cut in stone
Now I bleed these angry eyes
Cut in stone, bleed, bleed away

Trampled are those, they'll face our hell
Ruins come round, the pawns will turn the tide
Bleed away, bleed away, bleed away

I recognize where the allegiance lies
It's cut in stone
Now I bleed these angry eyes

Please cut in stone, it's cut in stone
Now I bleed these angry eyes

Clenched fist, hot blooded
Make no mistake these eyes have seen what drives the blind
I need a cutman to bleed these angry eyes